Ok...due to lack of motivation ((a.k.a. lazyness and consumption due to my endevors at killing alien scum...yeah...I play my PS2 way too much. XX)). Plus, due to my phobia of typing added in...well you just end up with a prolonged story.
XD

Ok, seeing as how the last two were so sad and deep, I've decided to keep the next couple light and mildly humerous. Oh, and no, Michiko is not a ditz, shes actually very smart, but she just tends not to think before she speaks or think too much on her actions. She does what she thinks is right and follows her heart. ;

Disclaimer: I do not own Sesshomaru, inuyasha, Rin, or any of the other characters of inuyasha ((although im saving up all of my money to buy the copywrite to Sesshomaru's boot...hey, one piece at a time right)
But I do own Michiko and any of the other characters that i choose to throw in there to carry on the plot or just to throw them in there. So, dont sue me...I'm poor enough as it is. TT

Oh, did I ever mention that the whole time I was thinking out this story, I was listening to Echo by Trapt. I just thought that was an interesting little fact. And don't forget, this "/" means the beginning of a thought and this "/"also means the end of a thought.

Ok, so, here it is the semi-anticipated 3rd chapter. ((don't hate me if its not as good as the previous two, I have the beginning and end of the story set in stone...the middle is mostly improve))and I'm not in an exceptionally good writting mood.

Child of Memories

"By high order of Lord Sesshomaru of the Western Lands you are here by ordered to evacuate this village immediately! Any who attempt to rebel or stay shall be dealt with accordingly"
The pompous looking general shouted, not even bothering to dismount his horse.

A worried murmur ran through the crowd who had gathered around the troop of twenty men or so, all on horses, and all looking as if they owned the earth, the trees, the moon, and the sky. The elder of the village, a man of nearly 70, limped the the front of the group with the help of his cane.
"But we can't leave! I've lived in this village all of my life! Where would we all go?

"Why should we care!" The general smirked pompously and looked down his crooked nose at the decrepit old man. "What are you gonna do old man, beat us with your cane?" He laughed mockingly, kicking the old man in the chest, knocking him to the ground. "That'll teach you to question the motives of our lord!"

A young girl of around 19 looked on apprehensiveley from the back of the crowd.
/Why arent they doing anything? Are they just going to allow these fools to take their homes and their land without even putting up a fight/
It infuriated her to seem the old man kicked to the ground. She began to shove her way through the crowd and helped to pick the old man up from the ground.

"Hey! If you pathetic excuses for soldiers don't have anything better to do than to go around fighting helpless old men?" She glared angrily up at the general.

"No, as a matter of fact, we don't. At least, not untilour lordarrives to give us new orders" He looked down at her apprasingly and jumped down from his horse agilely, smirking. "We have time to waste. Especially on such pretty younggirls such as yourself."He smiled haugtily, comming closer to her.

"If you even reach one finger towards me, you'll be pulling back a nub!"
Michiko practically growled. She hated feudal dogs such as these. They left a bad taste in her mouth.

"Oh! So we've got a fiesty one here men!" the general shouted back to his men who laughed joyously, "We'll the fiesty ones do tend to make things more fun."
He reached a hand toward her face.

Michiko, true to her threat, bit down on his hand as hard as she could, feeling a sadistic joy as he cried out in pain. "You little wench! You'll pay for that!"

The general un-sheathed his sword and charged at her, intending to slice her in two,
but was quite unprepared when she side stepped and he ended up just charging past her.

"Why you little...HOLD STILL!" and he rushed at her again. Michiko, anticipating his move dogged the sword easily. Big men were strong true, but they werent very agile. She balled her fist and struck the general in the back of the neck as he passed her, sending him falling to the ground. He didnt get back up. /Damn it all! Way to go Michiko! I've got to learn some self control! Im lucky hes only unconscious/

The men on horse back, seeing their general beaten, angered quickly. They all jumped off of their horses, drawing their weapons. "Shes rebelling! How dare that little wench try to fight us" several of the men yelled, infuriated. They lowered their weapons, aiming them at Michiko.

/Great...way to go. Now theyre all mad at me! I'll be lucky if I survive this one. Why can't I just keep my big mouth shut? Why do I always take on problems that arent my own/

"Everyone! Listen to me! we can take them! We obviously outnumber them! They have no right to take your land! They come here preaching of their mighty lord! The lord who demands your very lands! If he is so mighty, why is he not here himself?" Michiko flared, aiming the question at the soldiers, her temper rising.

"If you wished an audience with me, you simply had to ask." a silvery voice rang out, silencing the yells and murmurs of the group. Michiko froze, a sweat drop forming at her brow. /What!Hes here! I was hoping to rile the villagers into just getting rid of the soldiers on their own! That'll never happen now that the lord is here! They'll never be able to stand up to him/

Michiko turned slowly, looking for a bodie to attach to the voice. The crowd slowly parted in an attempt to let the lord through. He finally emerged through the crowd to stand befoe Michiko.

She started at the feet, weighing her chances of actually winning a fight, or deciding if it was better to run instead. He was well dressed, that was for sure. She slowly traveled up his body, noting the fine make of his armor andblue-silver kimono. He was tall, finely built, and...a Demon?

She jumped, surprised by the sight of the markings on his face and his fine silvery hair, staring at his golden eyes, unable to move mostly from shock, but by surprise as well.
/Hes...beautiful...it is a he right...I think so.../

"Woman, what is your name?" he demanded in a voice that clearly said that he was not one to trifle with.
"M...Michiko."She stuttered, barely able to regain her composure.

"Michiko you say. We'll Michiko," he said, walking over to his fallen general and drawing his sword,
"You certainly are foolish." He said, plunging his sword through the chest of the general.

Michiko gasped, unable to process the fact that he had just killed one of his own men. "Who...Who are you"
She demanded, unconsciously stepping into a fighing position.

"Sesshomaru." The silver haired demon replied. "Lord Sesshomaru."

Ok, please don't kill me!
I've been procrastinating for nearly three weeks on whether or not to post this chapter!
I know its not very good! T.T Im sorry to everyone who was waiting for the next chapter.
Im sorry for the bad writting!
Like I said earlier, I have certain parts of the story landmarked, liked the begining, end,
and parts of the middle section, but the rest is going to be so hard to write! Thischapter was particularly akward and I didnt know where to go with it! Im sorry! Im sorry! Im sorry!

Please don't hate me! I promise that the next one will be better!

T.T T.T T.T T.T

Please review, and flame if you must. I wouldnt blame you.